127 Mirage

lapping its sand banks,
a pool of blue water.
breezy cool.
palms grow round it,
swaying lithe bodies on a
low desert dune.

There! Straight ahead!

No!

To the left!

Turn around!

To the right!

Go to it!

It’s gone.

It never

was.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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